HOUNDING YOUR MEMORY?
I was walking down a street the other day on one of my walks. My goal was to go to the end of the street and then turn around. As I neared my goal, suddenly to my left there was a dog in a tree. He was barking at me because I was on the sidewalk by his house. He continued to bark the entire time I walked by and then again as I returned. photo by valtercirillo, courtesy of pixabay
First things first, how did the dog get up in the tree? I don’t know. There is a six foot wooden fence on the side of his house so I could not see how he got access. I’m guessing he stood on the top of his dog house and then climbed up the tree and stood in the crook of the tree as he performed his guard dog duties.
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